Arrival in Chicago (invite)

[Kimberly Masters]

“Now what should I say about this Christina? I mean … I have told Amanda Wallace when I will arrive here in Chicago … I have just called her yesterday and what is the result of this? “

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“Nobody is here to pick us up. NO-BODY …nobody…. Now tell me Christina is this the way how to tread your future General Manager of your wrestling promotion? Is this the way Amanda Wallace should treat me? … No its not. That is not the way to treat me … not after all. Nobody has the right to treat me like this, nobody has the right to keep me waiting her in front of the Chicago airport… I god damn demand that she arrives here to pick us up. “

<>A frustrated Kimberly J. Masters says to the young woman who are standing behind her with the begs and suitcases standing on the ground by her side. The young woman was of course nobody else as the 6´7” tall bodyguard, enforcer, personal assistant of Kim Masters, Christina Gruber. A smirk appears on the woman’s face as she cross her arms in front of her chest while she watch how Kim let out her frustration of the incompetence of Amanda Wallace. An incompetence which also deserves an reaction like this as Miss Wallace has indeed promised Kim that somebody would pick her up from the airport …. But as it looks like nobody has arrived to pick her up … with the result that Kim gets pissed off. Pissed of the fact that she has to waits …<>

[Christina Gruber]

“Verdammte Scheiße. “

Christina response not knowing that she once again has started to talk in her native language, German. She usually does that when she is not really paying attention, which was the chase in the current situation as it is quite funny for her to see her boss so enraged as she currently is.

“I mean, *cough * … They will be here very soon, Miss Masters. Miss Wallace, or whoever she has send to pick us up … are properly stocked in the traffic. Which is of course not unusual at the current time.”

She points at her watch to show Miss Masters that it was around 4PM, the time at which most people start to leave work.

[Kimberly Masters]

“Christina? … Do I look like somebody who cares about things like this? … Do you really think that it is important for me if they get stucked in traffic or not? She, they …are late. I made clear when I would arrive at the airport and so it should be of course no problem for them to be there in time. So … where the fuck is she?”

An angry Kimberly Masters says as she looks at her own watch, only to notice that they are already waiting for 10 minutes. 10 god damn minutes … way to long to wait for a woman like Kim Masters.

“Where the hell are they.”

[Candice Angel]

"...Just....Try to be unlike you are with Amanda is all I'm saying Lilith. We all know you're the queen bitch or whatever so there's no need to prove that fact...But ahh...Kimberly is a different breed I must say. She could easily be in the running for that title as well. Let's just make sure this all goes well and as painless as possible hm?..."

$-She was right. Those two could easily become entangled in some bitch fest once they encountered each other for the first time. Both had the capacity to fly off at the mouth with profanity at the drop of a dime, as well as make a completely unnecessary scene. Something she wanted to avoid at all costs. She and Kimberly didn't exactly have a friendly past themselves so the meeting would prove to be most interesting in the least. -$

$-Her eyes dart back and forth between Lilith and the passing scenery out of the tinted windows of the limosuine they rode the Chicago streets inside of. She wasn't even paying attention. She could see that clearly. There was no moderating Lilith's bitch tendencies. Nor Kimberly's. Which meant she'd have to make sure she did most of the speaking during this meeting if she was to hope to not be forced to search for another candidate for the second GM spot.-$

$-The traffic and the ride to Chicago Midway International Airport was murder to say the least. It had taken them nearly twice the amount of time to arrive as it should have, but now they had finally arrived. A long sigh released from Candice's lips as the car approached the terminal at a moderate pace. She began fidgeting a bit, smoothing out her skirt as she took several deep breaths as if in preparation for the coming interaction with Miss Masters. Surely it wouldn't be as pleasant as she'd wish for but it had to be done. -$

[Lilith]

"So try to be someone else then?"

Lilith looks out the window as she watches the scenery zip by. She had bought and helped design, an assistant uniform. It would be hard pressing to do her job in jeans and a shirt now wouldn't it? She felt very comfortable in it, it would provide her to look professional...

And beat a bitch down if she needed to.

The dark royal purple suit jacket had cross stitching between the sides across her breasts. A black leather skirt under that of course. The thigh high combo of her old wrestling boots changed to match the dark royal purple color, almost modified kneepads and tinted stockings up high. Her fingerless gloves dark black under her sleeves. Oh yeah, she loved this shit. But alas... work calls. She and Candi would have to pick up a one Kimberly Masters, set to be one of the General Managers for GCW. Fun.

"Tch...

Better her being a General Manager then me, that's all I'm going to say."

[Christina Gruber]

"Hm ... maybe the big black limo over there?"

Christina says and points at a limo which is slowly driving to the airport. Its driving with that type of speed you normaly would use when you are searching for somebody.

[Kimberly Masters]

"I can only hope for them that this indeed true. "

<>Kimberly answers and looks with an angry face in the direction of the arriving limousine. She really hopes that this is the right car. After a few hour long flight from Toronto to Chicago, Kim is a bit tired and a nice long shower wouldn’t be so bad either to bring back a happy smile on her face. But things like this will have to wait until she has dealed with the incompetence of her future boss. <>

[Lilith]

"... Hm.....

Candi? Isn't Masters one of your former employees? Wouldn't that mean she went through the hell you did? So.... how come you didn't take her as your personal assistant? Wouldn't it have been easier to work with someone you're used to rather then someone who used to make it her lifes work to ruin a company you helped fund?

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Just saying."

Oh yeah, fuckin' smart Lilith. Ruin your god damned job all within two days of having it. Why don't you tell her you hate all blondes and used to try destroying them back in FCW? Better yet, why don't you tell her about how at one point in time you were exactly if not worse then the sisters that put her half way into therapy? Smooth. The limo comes to a stop slowly as Lilith looks out through the windows. Yeah, it was Masters. Lilith recognized her from photos and video clips she watched back in Toronto. She also happened to recognize the other woman with Kim. Oh... joy.

Lilith opens her door slowly, stepping out of the limo with a long long heavy ass sigh. Cute. The fallen angelic muscle, Seraphina. That wasn't going to be a problem at all. Hey don't get me wrong now. Lilith has all the self confidence in the world when it comes to fighting and wrestling, if her time in Detroit proved anything it would be without a doubt.... she was damn good. There would just be like this one slight small little issue about that...

The women Lilith kicked around the ring? Were all, her size. They were all, around her weight. They were all.... under 6 feet tall. Seraphina there? Not so much under, rather then OVER 6 feet tall. No so much in the same weight, as OVER Liliths weight class. She lifts her right wrist slowly and tightens her gloves. There was no god damned way you were going to pay Lilith to intentionally piss that off, not happening. She turns her body and head slightly back to the limo, holding the door open as Candi steps out of it herself. Lilith's eyes never actually leaving Masters and her obvious muscle. Lilith keeps the door open though.... just in case.

"... Wonder if they're happy we're late."

[Kimberly Masters]

<>Raising an eyebrow as Kimberly watch how the car slowly drives in their direction and just stops in front of them, just a couple of seconds later. The door of the door in the back part of the limousine opens and a dark brown or was it dark red … Kim couldn’t tell it exactly as the sun was shining in her eyes … haired woman leaves the car. This woman is wearing an dark red jacket … a black, very short leather skirt and as it looks like some stockings that a 50 cent whore from the backstreets of NY would wear it as well. But the strange thing about this outfit were not the stockings but rather the wrestling boots and the kneepads. Was this a woman a wrestler? The person Miss Wallace has send to pick up Kim and her assistant.<>

<>Speaking of assistant, Kimberly looks backwards at her bodyguard … a questionable look on her face as if she wants to say … what the fuck should that be … but as quickly this look has arrived on her face it also has disappeared. Tilting her head a bit to the side, she let her view slide over the body in front of her once again. Something about this whole appearance was wrong. It is as if she is looking at a hunter, sort of … the way this woman looks up to Christina and how she tries to figure out how to react to Kim’s bodyguard, made it quite clear that there is more then meets the eye on this woman. But this has time, as just the main player has arrived on the stage. Which was of course nobody else then Kimberly’s own former boss … new boss as well … Candice Angel, who has stepped out of the limousine. <>

<>Well, well … who do we have here. Miss Candice Angel, herself … has come to pick me up. What a surprise to meet you so early Candi, on the other side it is no surprise after all … that you are late. Good timing has never been one of your qualities and as it looks like this hasn’t changed much since the last time we have meet. <>

“Oh …. How rude from me. I haven’t told you who I am Miss … with Miss I mean of course the young woman who has just arrived on your side. I am Kimberly Masters … and this is my personal assistant Christina Gruber.”

<>Kimberly nods with her head … a sign of respect … or just friendliness. .. who knows? In the end it doesn’t matter as Kim is not here to be friendly … but rather to do a good job …<>

[Lilith]

"Yes...

I'm aware of who you are.. Miss Masters. And your personal..... security, Seraphina..

I'm Candi's personal assistant, Lilith Creighton. Sorry if we were late in coming by...."

Lilith clenches her right fist firmly as she forces a smile out onto her face. Be-autiful. Seraphina in the flesh. Lilith had no desire to fight... now. Maybe back when Lilith was still in Detroit... as is, she's not suicidal. Tilting her head half ways to the left Lilith swallows hard before forcing another smile out. Bodyguard was more like Seraphina's position as far as Lilith was concerned. Personal assistants tend to not have the ability.... of breaking bodies. Lilith herself had been out of action for a while, no promise she could hold her own. After all...

She couldn't fight Buck off back at the bar. Self control was needed right now. She turns to look at Candi with a half controlled grin, not that of sadistic joy... more of total nervousness. Awkward situation much. Lilith was more then out of place in this situation, the other three women involved here.... Masters, Candi herself and Seraphina....

Were all involved heavily within Toronto. Lilith? Not so much, if not.. period. So this was more of an uneasy reunion between what Lilith would best guess Masters and Candi, with Lilith caught in the fray due to her job. Not fun, not smiling territory here. She steps to the side slightly, letting Candi move up in a more forward position. This wasn't about her. Oooo.... ain't that a bitch. Lilith clenches her jaw under her breath, yeah. Not everything was about Lilith.... it's almost criminal isn't it. Lowering her head slightly, Lilith darts her gaze over to the.. enforcer, Seraphina.

It was hard not to see her as a potential threat, it's not like Lilith could be blamed for that kind of thought pattern. She slowly folds her arms across her chest, gripping the bottom of either elbow as she does so. Hm...

Lilith swiftly turns her head to the side, watching various other goings on in the immediate area. This wasn't her business, her job was to be Candi's assistant.... any left over issues Masters may have with Lilith's new.. employer, were not of Lilith's concern. She would have to bide her time and wait, simply... wait.

[Christina Gruber]

Standing behind Miss Masters, Christina only knows to well that it is indeed better at the moment, not to interrupt this little “lovely” reunion of Masters and Angel. Still having her arms crossed in front of her chest, she turns her attention to the woman who has just introduced herself. Lilith Creighton … the name sounds familiar, but Christina was not able yet to find a category to put her in. She properly has read about her in a wrestling magazine as Lilith, judging from her appearance, is without a doubt a wrestler.

The look she has given Christina after she has exit the car was just enough evidence for Christie to know that this was the chase. She has seen this look so many times before, … every time to be exaxtly when she has stepped with somebody in the ring … it’s the look of a wrestler who tries to figure out if it would be wise to mess with her … the look of somebody who tries to find a weakness in the opponent, … the look of an hunter who is taking a closer look at his prey.

Something Christina wasn’t, she was no prey … but rather the big hunter … A smirk appears on her face as she notice how Lilith starts to look at her once again, after they woman has just introduced herself.

“Nice to meet you.”

Was it nice to meet her? Christina just can’t tell it yet if this is the chase, but in the end it doesn’t matter. If she should make any problems, Christina will make sure that this was the first and last time that Lilith has made some.

[Candice Angel]

$-A slight cough leaves Candice's lips as she steps forward, obviously forcing a smile to her face as she extends her hand to her one time personal assistant. It had been nearing a few months since they had last spoken to one another, and Candice had hoped it would have been even longer before they would have to actually. Yet, Amanda had thought that having Miss Masters on board of the formation of their latest joint venture would be beneficial to the initial building process they would have to soon endure. Perhaps she was correct and perhaps she wasn't. But one thing was certain. Despite the false facial expressions of delight both women forced upon their faces, there was NO love lost between the two of them. Candice's smile only increases in size as their hands meet for a brief moment, glancing back towards Lilith for only a second before turning back to Kimberly greeting her with...-$

"Kimberly...Good to see you again. I hope we didn't keep you waiting too long...?"

[Kimberly Masters]

<>The smile on Kimberly’s face was as honest as that from the woman who stands in front of her. She isn’t happy either to meet this woman again … mostly because she knows how much she has taken away from Candice Angel … her whole company … her sisters … just everything … and with that in her mind, the smile grows bigger on Kimberly’s face as she reach out with her hand, to stake the hand of her former boss.<>

It is nice to meet you again. … And yes … we are already waiting nearly one half hour for our drive. Which seams to be you and your new friend over there.”

[Candice Angel]

"Umm...Yes, I apologize for that Kimberly. Things are a bit hectic when beginning a new business venture...But you know that better than most hm?..."

$-Another smile forced upon her face. This bitch had the nerve to complain about being picked up late when she could have easily just not been picked up at all. Wow. Thanks for nothing 'Mandy.-$

$-She motions her hand towards the awaiting car, clearing her throat before offering...-$

"But the important thing is that you're here now. So...Shall we be on our way? We have much to discuss."

[Kimberly Masters]

“Indeed, Candice ... we have much to discuss. We have to talk about your promotion … what my role will be exactly and how I could help you two Ladies the best way to build up a running and successful wrestling company. “

“This is indeed a lot. But as you said, lets go … cause we are already late and the more time we waste the slower we will get an satisfying end result.”

<>Kimberly Masters answers and looks the little princess in the eyes. Without breaking the look, Kim starts to smile and waves with a swift movement of her hand, a gesture that is meant for Christina to follow her in the limousine. Entering the car first, Kim looks back at Candice and the mysterious woman who seams to be Candi's new personal assistent ... what a poor girl.<>